
At Shenyang Palace, Princess Chenxi was sitting here waiting.
However, Xiao Niang Chu was not wearing a princess costume today, instead, he tied his hair and wore a man suit He looked like a man from a certain family, he said, that was like a beautiful jade scholar.
"Fajar will leave the palace this way?"
When Chu Yuan saw Chen Xi, he smiled.
Although the royal family was cruel and had no family affection than ordinary people, the Chu Yuan branch only had one son and three daughters. Does not have a cold attitude to seize power, so it is more gentle.
In addition, both the eldest daughter and the second daughter left the dynasty long ago.
Only Chu Yuan and Princess Chenxi remained in the capital.
"Sister Emperor, you're finally back."
Chu Xiaoniang said happily, "The emperor's brother really wants to get out of the palace. Master said that I had made great progress in martial arts, and he also gave me a day off. The emperor's brother was bored in the palace or went to Shenwu camp. Brother went to play? "
Master Chu Xiaoniang was Zhu Fengfeng.
"Oh? Where'd Chenxi go?"
Chu Yuan said slightly, pretending like this is no longer what to do when he exits the palace.
"I asked Master to get two invitations from Miaoyinfang. Today Saint Murou Miaoyinfang will appear. I heard people say that the saint looked like a fairy and was very curious, so I wanted to invite the emperor's brother and me. Let's go and see the saint. "
Two gilded invitations appeared in Chu Xiaoniang's hands, with the three great characters "Miaoyinfang".
"Miaoyinfang."
Chu Yuan remembered that Miaoyinfang was a unique power established in the imperial city. On weekdays, there will be many princes and nobles, and children from noble families will come to dance and make ink, give directions to the country, listen to music and enjoy music. It was a very elegant place.
If so, forget it. The most interesting thing is that all the women in Miaoyinfang are not comparable to the outside world, especially their saints.
The saint changes himself every three years. This saint named Mu Rou had just come to the imperial city this year and caused much madness to the sons. He would rather spend his wealth than indulge Miao Yin Fang.
[Optional 1: Reject Princess Dawn's invitation, stay in the palace, build the magic cannon, and earn 100 fate points. 】
[Optional 2: Personal visit at WeChat, go to Miaoyinfang before leaving the palace, and get 100 fate points. 】
"Because my little sister has this kind of elegance, how can I be my brother, how can I have a heart to be disappointed in, wait, I will change my clothes, let you go to Miaoyinfang, how can I change my clothes, and see if Murou was really like a fairy."
Chu Yuan turned around to change clothes.
"Ding! The host made two choices and got a hundred fate points."
"The current fate point is a surplus, eight hundred points."
Emperors on earth wanted to visit in person and leave the palace. This was extremely troublesome, and all kinds of masters had to protect them.
But in this world where cultivators existed, Chu Yuan did not have this need, he himself was an extremely powerful martial arts expert.
Imperial City, bustling and lively.
The wide streets were filled with merchants of all kinds of people.
The weather arrived in September, and there was already a slight chill at the border where Dawu was, but the people in the city were still wearing single clothes.
Dawu Shangwu, even the most ordinary people have a cultivation base of self-cultivation.
"It's very lively."
Chu Xiaoniang left the palace and looked at the crowded street, his eyes lit up and he wandered in front of the stall and the merchant.
Dawu is a martial artist, and the customs of his people are open.They have a variety of strange skills that can make all kinds of gadgets.
Although Chu Yuan traveled to this world, he had many days, but he spent most of his time cultivating in the palace, but he did not pay much attention to the Dawu people. The prosperous scenery everywhere made the emperor's heart very happy.
"My son, do you want this folding fan, it's best suited for you scholars."
A wrinkled but excited old man peddled a folding fan in his booth to Chu Yuan.
"This folding fan is interesting."
Chu Yuan bought two folding fans and gave one to Chu Xiaoniang, opened it in his hand, and slapped the fan. The landscape painted on it actually came alive, and it seemed that the people there were moving.
"Brother, I'm hungry, why don't we go to Wangyuelou for dinner?"
Chu Xiaoniang seemed to be a little tired from playing, and said to Chu Yuan.
"You, I fear the goal is not only to see the fairies in Miaoyinfang, but also to eat at Wangyuelou. Does the imperial kitchen in the palace not suit your appetite?"
Chu Yuan smiled and looked at Chu Xiaoniang.
"Although the imperial kitchen in the palace is good, I am tired of eating every day. I heard that the food in Mochizuki Tower has a special taste. Many princes and ministers in the palace love to eat here, and I want my sister to taste the delicious dishes here."
Chu Xiaoniang's eyes brightened.
"Go to the Wangyue Tower here." Chu Yuan truly had yet to taste the world's food.
At the eastern end of the Dynasty, there was a restaurant that covered a large area. Although it only had three floors, it had a large area. At the time of eating, you can see many people in brocade clothes coming to this Wangyue Tower.
Wangyuelou was one of the most luxurious restaurants in the imperial city. It costs a hundred taels of silver if you go in and eat, which ordinary people cannot afford.
"Please, two guest officers."
The man saw that Chu Yuan and Chu Xiaoniang had extraordinary temperaments, and said enthusiastically: "You dined on the first floor, or on the second floor, or the third floor box."
"Go to the second floor lounge."
Chu Yuan casually threw a piece of money at this person.
There were many currencies in the Dawu Dynasty, the most common being copper coins, then silver coins, then money, and finally French crystals mined in French crystal veins.
Of course, magic crystals were a currency that only the strong used in ordinary dawn martial arts people could not use.
Unique lounge, not noisy like the first floor. The man earned the money and greeted Chu Yuan at the window. He smiled and said, "What will the two guest officials eat? My Wangyue Tower food is unique in the imperial city, the Royal Kitchen It cannot be compared, even emperors have to brag about it. "
"Oh? Do you even want to praise the emperor if he eats it?" Chu Yuan smiled and said, "Give me a copy of the best things you have here."
"Okay, wait a minute" the man continued.
Not long after, some men came up with over a dozen trays with over 20 kinds of delicious food before they moved the chopsticks, there was an intoxicating aroma.
"Is this dragon meat?"
Chu Yuan was surprised. He used the chopsticks to clamp a piece like a jade crystal, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, and ate it immediately, and said in surprise, "In addition, it is also a dragon in the Primordial Divine Realm. You Wangyue Tower can actually get this. Kind of stuff."
"Guests, we have a master in Wangyue Tower. This time the beast wave from the Thousand Thousand Beast Mountain was shaken back, our master hunted beasts with the Forbidden Army and brought many good things."
The man introduced: "The third-floor box also has meat for supernatural monsters, but only qualified guests are eligible to eat it. For example, six ministers are not bragging. Many big people like to come to my Wangyue Tower to eat."
"OK, you back off," Chu Yuan waved his hand.
"Brother, I was right, the food in Mochizuki Tower is not the same as the cuisine of the royal chefs."
Chu Xiaoniang's eyes had already shone, and each dish felt a little, his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.
"That's not the same as what the Royal Kitchen cooks." Chu Yuan did not deny, and said: "If you like, I will let the chef of the Wangyue Tower go to the palace to cook it for you from time to time."